My wife can be hard, she bluntly refused sex until she travelled yesterday.
I don't know why I am feeling Insecured, i know what those celebrities do, I am scared my innocent wife would be lured into sleeping with one stupid producer.
I couldn't concentrate at work, I just kept soliloquising. I kept calling her every few minutes and she seems so excited in her new environment. At a point she asked me to stop calling so often that I was disturbing her.
You can imagine what I was feeling, if she would rub it at my face that my frequent calls distracts her, then she's up to something over there.
I decided to get her off my head and went to see Fiks, I told him how I felt and he calmed me down, later we went drinking together at a bar.
My phone beeped, it was my wife but I wouldn't answer, never.
"Pick now" Fiks pinched me
"No, she's disturbing me too" I said gulping down a mouthful of cold trophy.
"Did you marry her out of lust?" Fiks suddenly asked making my eyes widened.
"What kind of question is that now? She's my wife!"
"It doesn't matter, people marry people out of lust. Maybe you married her because of her virginity status" He said
"We were already dating before I knew she was a virgin. Moreover, I found love in her, she's perfect"
"I don't think so, Hanna wouldn't call you more than once before you pick up even if you both have grudges"
What's this one saying? I might love Hanna so much but I love Haira more. I wouldn't just have her become like Hanna so it's better to start putting some gaps and strictness in our marriage else she would become spoilt.
"Hanna was my girlfriend and violent, Haira isn't violent and she's my legal wife. Hanna thought me to love with caution, she thought me how heartbreaking it can be loving someone so much and telling it to them. I want to be careful with Haira although i know what Haira can do but I can't trust her in the hands of those horny producers. I love her very much but I need to be a bit strict so she wouldn't take me for a weakling, I can't lose her the way I lost her sister" I gulped down another mouthful of alcohol
"Bros easy oo, bachelors like us dey find that kind woman oo" he grinned and I felt upset over nothing.
"I don't joke with my wife Fiks, if you touch her or think you would have her and get away with it as in the case of Hanna, I swear, you would have to pass through my sword" My eyes were bloodshot, Fiks opened his hands in amusement and wondered what got me really upset.
"Sorry now, Haira isn't slack moreover she's your wife so I won't go close to her, I was joking" he pleaded and I allowed the anger boiled inside me, I called Haira back and accused her of infidelity, she was going to protest but I ended the call. Fiks couldn't say anything, it was unusual but I can't afford to lose her, I would just die.
Their was no conversation between I and Fiks, he saw my anger and kept mute except for the calls he made trying to book a bae for the night.
?Hanna POV?
Amos my boss is asking me out, he's promising to stand for me till the end of times, can he truly stand? Would he be like my Ambrose that spoils me with everything? I just hope so.
he's asking me to join him for lunch this afternoon and I felt really reluctant. Since I got here few days ago, I am now familiar with the staff, three ladies and a guy.
Two of the ladies hated me passionately, only Priscilla and Kay liked me and show me around. None of them knows who my parent are, I have made sure to stay on a very low key. To them, I am some kind of poor kid who want to learn a skill to earn a living.
I honoured Amos even though Ambrose was still in my head, i needed to move on and stop being the bad egg.
I walked into the restaurant rolling my eyes to see if I can sight him, at the extreme corner of the big room, i saw him waving his hands at me. I walked up to him trying as much as possible to wear a smile.
"Good afternoon sir" I sat on his opposite
"I would prefer Amos" he said coughing.
"Uhhh, I don't think I can call you Amos oo, I don't want to get sacked" I chuckled.
"You don't work for me, no one would sack you, what would you love to eat?" he asked and called the waitress to get us food.
"So, what do you say?" he asked immediately the waitress took our order and left.
"What sir?"
"Us, give us a chance and you wouldn't regret ever doing so" he held my hand across the table.
"I just got out of a relationship and I love the guy so much, give me time to heal please" I withdraw my hands, Ambrose brought a stool to my heart and since the breakup, he has refused to leave.
"But I love you, I can't get my mind off you. I would buy you a car when you say yes, I promise" he said and I chuckled? Who told him i don't have a car? I own cars.
"Ain't you married?" I asked yawning.
"You seems tired, you want to sleep?" he asked.
"Not really I am just tired" I smiled.
The waitress soon brought our food and we dug in.
"Are you married?" I asked again and he smiled cleaning his mouth with a tissue paper.
"Was once married"
"So what happened?"
"She's too loose, I hate women that can't close their legs and pledge fidelity" he coughed and I felt stung, I hope i have finally learnt how to close my legs.
"Sorry about that" I smiled at him.
"It nothing, she's gone for a while now, I am starting afresh"
"What about the kids?" I asked curiously and I noticed a difference in his mood.
"We had none together" he yelled.
"Are you okay?" I held his hands across the table and he yanked it off.
"We should leave here now!" he stood up.
"But we just started eating" I said wondering why his mood suddenly switched.
"We are leaving right now!" he slammed the table getting the attention of everyone around.
I quietly followed him, he paid and drove me off in his car.
"You aren't going home tonight" he grinned rubbing my thigh.
"Why?" I asked turning to look at him.
"I want my lady beside me, we would pull up at a hotel" he smirked.
Seriously? I haven't even accepted to date him.
"But sir....."
"Amos!" he corrected and I decided to shut up.
We soon got to a hotel and I was too ashamed to go in. I knew a lot of people there and it also reflects a bigger part of my life. This was the hotel Ambrose brought me the night I got myself injured.
"Come down now" Amos held the car's door for me and I saw Ambrose instead. That was how he held the door that night and asked me to come down under the drizzling rain.
"Or should I carry you? he asked me grinning. I gently came down and waited for him to close the door. He held my hand and walked me into the reception.
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